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Apr 2020
Workin for a livin
That bacon sizzlin
Housin and medicine
Keep dreamin

Big house a car and some kids
Stead I got a bike and some sids
Family taken to the big house by feds
And a bank account in the red

So many said I wanna be dead
Everywhere its read
The depression of the kids
Generation of the dead

Still born lost in the womb
Bombs dropped on Aggha-Solatan
Satan throwing food in a lunchroom
Playground spats killin  all around

So which  team you stand with
For the game of pleading the fifth
Actions and words Irrelevant all on faith
In a team like our lives are sport on earth

Everywhere on earth us against them
Them against us and all for them
Rich kids throwing fits bangin drums
Gettin people to march out of the slums
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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   Holly D and Bogdan Dragos
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